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Welcome to DPD!The DPD Project is a thematic mix-CD project created by music geeks and best friends Chris Diamond, Chris Prokop, and Michael Darpino. Each CD in the project has a theme that ties the songs on it together. For every theme we each pick five songs that we feel best represent it. The collected fifteen songs are then mixed together in alternating order based on our last names. The songs that end up on DPD are meant to be the very best songs for their particular theme. We write liner notes for each song to explain why we picked it for that theme. The project has grown into a sort of musical memoir over the years since music has been and still is such a huge part of our lives. Most Recent Discs:
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Random DPD Pick:Bottom by: Tool from: Undertow Picked By: darpino For: DPD: 038 - MLIM: The Five Footnotes After finishing High School, all my family suicide crises, relocating to DC and being dumped by my fiance I was feeling like I had done ten rounds with Tyson. I was excited to be in DC but still had a lot of unresolved mental and emotional issues. For the most part I ignored them until I heard Tool for the first time. It was during my first semester at school when my roommate came home with this album. It blew me away and freaked me out at the same time. I instantly connected with these guys and their music. This song and "Flood" mean a lot to me. They were a huge part of my culture shock and my personality changing from a country mouse to a city bad ass. You wouldn't think this kind of music could help a person heal, but it did. "Undertow" was the album I put on when I was alone and dealing with all the crap that I usually hid behind my smiles and crazy behavior. I went to see Tool at the WUST Radio Hall and it had to be the most violent pit I'd ever been in. I had an asthma attack in the center of the pit and had a kind of slow-motion view of what was going on around me. As Maynard wailed away on stage I watched in slow motion as some dude got his face busted open, another guy got swung around by his leg and some poor guy got a boot in the chest and instantly vomited over a bunch of people. And that show got cut short becasue Maynard had a sore throat. As my friends and I metroed home, I had the hiccups becasue the damn concert had made me so excited. I saw them again at the Hollywood Palladium, when I was in LA pitching scripts. I bought a scalped ticket for too much money and went right in. Hollywood is a weird place, seeing a Tool concert in Hollywood was even weirder. There were more freaks than I had ever seen there. I was alone and felt really misanthropic walking around that concert hall. My head was filled with thoughts of murdering some anonymous S.O.B., but after awhile I realized I was the anonymous one. As Tool went on, I decided that by the end of the night I wasn't going to be anonymous anymore.I was going to show all these West Coast weirdos how we do it on the East Coast (the real America). I went crazy during their set. I don't think there was a single person I didn't put on their ass during that show. I didn't even stagger once. Tool is the only band that could inspire such bull-headed thuggishness in me. Their music has such a strange quality in it, it makes me quiet and somber, thoughtful but violent and angry. By the end of the 90's, after a disasterous Tool show(because of the crowd not the band), I realized that it's better if I just keep Tool to myself rather than try to share it with people. After all that's how I've always enjoyed them the most anyway. |